Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight novel Chapter 42

Chapter 42: Chapter 42 Waiting for Her to Beg Him

Chapter 42 -42 Waiting for Her to Beg Him

Lin Zhiyi had just returned to her dorm room when she saw her off-duty roommates had already prepared a cake and flowers.

“Congratulations! Welcome!”

“Thank you.”

She was touched as she accepted the flowers from her roommates.

“Zhiyi, I listened to your jewelry presentation online, and I don’t know why, but it nearly made me cry.”

“And the way you took down Song Wanqiu, that was just so satisfying.”

“Oh, and about that online stuff, don’t worry. We’ve posted all of your past achievements. Most netizens aren’t fools; they know what being top in the field means, and it isn’t just talk! Song Wanqiu accidentally ‘liked’ it, and now she probably regrets it.”

Hearing this, Lin Zhiyi was somewhat surprised but swiftly unlocked her phone.

Though the online comments weren’t earth-shattering, many people were starting to see the truth.

“This is a school-verified achievement; surely Lin Zhiyi didn’t sleep her way through all her professors, right? And there are several female teachers in there.”

“Accidental ‘like’? I think some people’s brains must be real slick not to make such a mistake unless they’re just brainless fans still trying to defend her.”

“You’re all just jealous because our Wanqiu is beautiful and kind-hearted and has Third Young Master to protect her as her fiancé.”

“They already said it was an accident. Why would Wanqiu apologize if it was on purpose?”

After reading, Lin Zhiyi looked up at her roommates. With a thousand words on the tip of her tongue, other than ‘thank you,’ she really didn’t know what else to say.

In her previous life, they had helped her, and in this life, they were helping her again.

“Thank you.”

“Alright, no more thanks, let’s cut the cake. Some of us are dying for a slice.”

One of the roommates holding a fork and a small plate pouted, “You’re not craving it. You’re not craving…”

Another roommate laughed, “Let me tell you guys something funny. Just now on my way back, I heard Shen Yan’s roommates saying she had fainted and fallen into a squat toilet; half her face was covered in crap. The emergency responders couldn’t contact her family, so they contacted a teacher, and there happened to be a lot of students standing nearby who overheard everything.”

“Ew… are you trying to make me lose my appetite for cake? That’s so disgusting.”

Lin Zhiyi thought of the scene and her appetite waned.

But as Shen Yan was getting her comeuppance, she couldn’t help but feel happy.

Preparing to cut the cake, all her roommates sat down beside Lin Zhiyi.

“Zhiyi, we’re moving out tomorrow for our internships. You have to take good care of yourself. I’m still looking forward to having a well-known designer friend.”

“When you become a big shot in the industry, don’t forget to help us out.”

“Got it, I won’t forget any of you, no matter what.”

Lin Zhiyi looked at the four little figures on the cake, each with its corresponding name.

The naive Shuangshuang, Lai’er who had narrowly escaped being tricked into marriage, the gossipmonger Dazhu.

And there she was, Lin Zhiyi, who once was oblivious to the fortune she had.

While chatting and enjoying cake, Lin Zhiyi received a call from Mr. Wu.

“Zhiyi, the school has organized a celebration dinner for you and Song Wanqiu tomorrow night. We’ve invited some big shots who graduated from our school. It’s a rare opportunity, take advantage of it and start building your network in advance.”

“OK, thank you, Teacher.”

Mr. Wu always thought of her when there was good news.

In her previous life, her greatest regret was letting down Mr. Wu when she gave up on the contest.

When he heard she was abandoning her studies to get married, Mr. Wu had called her five times in a single day trying to persuade her.

But by that time, she was already stuck in a quagmire, beyond anyone’s control.

…

The following evening.

Lin Zhiyi wore a gray-blue evening gown; her long hair draped over her shoulders, creating a modest, yet fitting appearance.

But she wondered if it was the fabric that made the dress feel a bit tight after washing, as it seemed to cling to her body more than before.

Without giving it much thought and noticing it was time, she made her way to the restaurant.

As she approached the private room, Song Wanqiu’s voice was already spilling out from inside.

“Third Young Master said it was on the way to stop by and check on me; I’m a little embarrassed.”

On the way?